Zhang Cheng led more and more villagers to resist, and Ye Feng also made gains. On the other side, the iron pillar that rushed out of nowhere, holding a two-meter-long and nearly twenty-centimeter-thick green wooden stick in his hand, accompanied by more than 30 villagers, also encountered a team of brute soldiers.

Seeing these god-killing barbarians, Tie Zhu's eyes were red, and he let out an earth-shattering roar: "Ah! ”

Compared with Zhang Cheng and Ye Feng, Tie Zhu's fighting style is much rougher and more direct. With a height of more than eight feet, a body of more than 200 catties, and a wooden stick of more than 100 catties in his hand, he did not feel bulky at all.

The iron pillar succeeded with a stick, holding the wooden stick in his hand, rushed forward, and swung a stick at another barbarian mount that rushed over, and actually smashed the horse's head, and the barbarian on the horse fell directly to the ground, the iron pillar ignored it and continued to rush forward to kill, and the villagers behind also rushed up and beat the barbarian who fell to the ground to death.

Tie Zhu held the wooden stick in his hand, rushed all the way down, and swept with another stick, knocking down the galloping brute from his horse, flipped backwards, and brought the brute who rushed up from behind off his horse. But three barbarians rushed up from behind, and the three barbarians raised their scimitars together, and the iron pillar raised the wooden stick in his hand horizontally, blocking the opponent's scimitar, but they still continued to rush forward. Retreating with the horses, where have the barbarians seen such a powerful man, one by one desperately holding on to the reins of the horses, trying to stand firm. The iron pillar pushed forward sharply, and then the wooden stick swept down the horse's legs, and actually broke the legs of the three horses, and the brute fell off his horse again, and one of the brute soldiers was crushed under the horse and crushed to death.

The other two were surrounded and killed by the villagers who were chasing after them.

The remaining five barbarians watched their five brothers being killed, but their hearts were deeply shattered by the bravery and undauntedness of the iron pillar, and they lost the courage to continue fighting. All of them are you look at me, I look at you.

But Tiezhu wouldn't give them a chance, he clutched the bloody wooden stick in his hand, and his loose hair was picked up by the breeze, like a killing god. Step by step, he approached the five brutes.

An hour passed, and the centurion who led the team never imagined that one of his centurions would be killed by this group of cowardly Daqian pariahs, and at this moment there were only the last two or three warriors left by his side.

Zhang Cheng and Ye Feng Tiezhu surrounded them with more than 500 villagers, and in the middle of this encirclement, there were dozens of villagers from Zhangjia Village and more than a dozen barbarians. The villagers were all red-eyed, with hateful eyes, staring at the barbarians and centurions.

"Surrender, leave you a whole corpse!" Zhang Cheng held the wound on his left arm and said with some difficulty.

The centurion clenched the scimitar in his hand, held his will to die, and said: "The warriors of the steppe never take prisoners!" Come on! ”

Tie Zhu shouted to Zhang Cheng: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking to him, let me go up and kill them!" ”

"Folks, kill! Avenge the death of your loved ones! Ye Feng shouted.

The crowd rushed up, and the last three brutes were also killed.

Standing at the head of the village, some of the villagers were crying, some were wiping their tears. Lying on the ground, there were seven hundred and thirty-six villagers, who were killed by these hundred brutes.

Zhang Cheng walked to the middle with Zhang Yan's support, and said with a pale face: "Fellow villagers, from the brutal killing of this hundred-man team, it can be seen that the Zhenxiong Pass has been broken. These barbarians can't be the only one, and once the barbarians know that one of their hundred-man team is missing, they will definitely find it, and then we are afraid that more people will die. ”

"What are you afraid of, we will kill as many as you come! I'm going to avenge my grandson! "Zhang Qian's grandfather, Zhang Jaw, and Li Zheng of Zhangjia Village are grief-stricken.

"Lord Satoma, I can understand your pain of losing your grandson at this moment. A team of 100 on the other side killed more than 700 of our fellow villagers. This time the barbarians attacked, and the other side had few people, and it was somewhat lucky to be able to defeat the barbarians. What if there was another team of hundreds? Or more? I'm afraid that all of us here will die for it. Zhang Cheng said worriedly.

When everyone heard Zhang Cheng say this, they all felt that it was so reasonable. Ye Feng's father, Ye Hexuan, also stood up to convince him: "Zhang Cheng is right. Lord Lizheng, for the comfort of the whole village, you must focus on the overall situation! ”

When Boss Zhang heard Zhang Cheng say this, he stood up and said, "Yes, we can't stay here anymore." Brother Cheng, tell me quickly, what should we do? Qi Tian, Gouzi and Er Stunned were all monkey spirits, and when they saw what Zhang Cheng wanted to do, they immediately helped on the side and encouraged everyone to leave here.

Other people who came out with Zhang Cheng also echoed, and Zhang Cheng said firmly: "Run, flee south!" The sooner the better! ”

Tie Zhu also stood up and agreed with Zhang Cheng's suggestion, and Ye Feng also agreed. Zhang Jaw shouted: "No, I'm not leaving!" I'm such a grandson, and now that he's dead, I'm going to stay, I'm going to avenge him!" ”

"Folks, we don't have much time, we must quickly pack up and flee south. If you are willing to go, just follow us, and if you want to stay, I Zhang Cheng will not be reluctant. After saying this, Zhang Cheng left everyone with the support of his second uncle, and Tie Zhu followed. Boss Zhang also followed, and the older and more villagers followed Zhang Cheng.

Ye Feng said to Ye Hexuan: "Dad, let's go back and clean up quickly and run for our lives!" ”

"Good! Walk! "Ye Hexuan is a scholar, he knows deeply that the brute riding is powerful, and more than 700 lives have fully proved this, and if he stays, he can only die.

Half an hour later, three or four hundred old and weak people did not want to leave their homeland and stayed. More than 1,200 people fled south with a thin and soft force......

On the third day, Zhangjiacunkou.

A centurion went missing for three days, which could not but cause alarm among the commanders. So he sent a sentry to look for traces, and the sentry found the hundred-man team at the entrance of Zhangjia Village.

"How so? A team of 100 was wiped out by the untouchables of the big dogs! A hundred warriors were wiped out by a group of untouchables? It's useless. Have you found out where those big dry dogs are fleeing? Lao Tzu must be ashamed! Commander Baku gritted his teeth fiercely and said angrily.

"Commander, don't be in a hurry. You see, among our brothers, there are many people who have died in a very special way, either with crushed heads or with broken and dented ribcages. And from the death of the horses, they were also stoned to death with extremely heavy objects. It is enough to prove that among this group of people, there must be a man who is infinitely great, and his strength is so great that even a general like you, who can be called a warrior of the tribe, is not an opponent! A middle-aged man standing beside Baku frowned a little and analyzed. This middle-aged man was dressed in the costume of the Great Qian Empire, and he gestured with a bookish elegance.

"Mr. Yang, are you laughing at me?" Baku thought that Yang Wenzhao was laughing at himself, and he was displeased.

"Don't dare. General Baku, this is just telling the truth. Yang Wenzhao said sincerely. Yang Wenzhao used to be just a slave captured by Baku, and then by chance, Baku's tribe was attacked by other tribes, Yang Wenzhao was eager to come up with an idea, and even defeated it, and since then Baku has been treated like a guest, and every time he fights, he must take Yang Wenzhao with him to give advice. And Yang Wenzhao lived up to his mission, and established meritorious services for him in every war, Baku was promoted from a small captain to a thousand commanders in just one year, leading thousands of steppe warriors.

Baku looked at Yang Wenzhao, he nodded, he knew that what Yang Wenzhao said was the truth, this person who didn't know where he came from, his courage was probably not under him. This person must be eliminated, otherwise the legacy will be endless.

"No, this person's strength should not be underestimated. He must not be tolerated, but must be removed. This group of untouchables killed a hundred of my brothers, and I want them to pay back tenfold! What do you think? Baku gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"What the general said is very true, this person must not be kept. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. They will definitely not be able to go fast when they flee from the village, and we will definitely be able to catch up with them by chasing and killing them with iron horses! Yang Wenzhao endured it for a long time, and he finally made up his mind and said resolutely.

"What Mr. Yang said is very true, brothers get on the horse and chase me!" Baku got on the horse, he said hurriedly.

The centurion on the side hurriedly asked, "Commander, what should we do with these more than three hundred old and weak?" ”

"Kill! Kill them all! Avenge my dead brothers! Baku shouted, Yang Wenzhao stepped forward, he wanted to say something, but Baku stopped: "I know what the military advisor wants to say, do you want to persuade me to give up this old, weak, sick and disabled again?" Hmph, they killed my brother, these hundred brothers are all warriors who came out with me, which one of them didn't survive thousands of wars to this day. Which of them has enjoyed half a day of glory and wealth with me? These people must sacrifice to my brothers, thinking that they are in heaven! With that, he rode away.

Looking at the figure of Baku gradually moving away, and behind him was a scream lingering in his ears, he was in pain, as a citizen of the Great Qian Empire, but he helped to abuse, causing thousands of Great Qian people to die, he hated himself now, but in order to live, he had to wag his tail and beg for mercy, in order to survive. Shaking his head, he hurriedly got on his horse, took one last look at the old and weak who were still falling to the ground and dying, sighed and rode away, chasing Baku.